Not so adventures of the St. Clair clan...

We have had the Christmas tree up in our house for a little over a week now, and I'm happy to report that it is still standing.  It has acquired a pretty significant lean that we are going to have to rectify soon, but it hasn't hit the floor yet.  We are doing better than last year.  Additionally, only three ornaments have broken.  After spending the first two days re-hanging ones that had been pulled off, I gave up.  It was a losing battle.  We are down about 20% of what we started with, but it could definitely be worse.   The kids are enjoying all things Christmas right now, and I'm trying to soak it all in.  I know we don't have too many seasons left with them all believing in Santa and the magic that surrounds Christmas in general.  It's precious to me.  But here's what you shouldn't do during the holidays - try to create a precious moment...   It was a cold afternoon.  I'd been on Instagram way  too much soaking in all the cozy winter pictures and r

 I'm a little disappointed in us.  We got our Christmas tree this weekend, and it has far more weight bearing branches than I am accustomed to.  It also has branches on every side, so there is no cramming its bare spot up against the wall this year.  The original tree was a good five feet taller than our house, but Ross made quick work of adjusting that.   It's skinny (we'll call it slender), but all in all, we have a pretty decent Christmas tree.  The hardest part was cutting it down.  Not that I would know.  I was busy unsuccessfully trying to keep the girls from eating ice that our truck had broken through on several mud puddles.  I was also not successfully keeping them from falling in those same mud puddles.   Ross and the boys worked on the tree.  It was a challenge because they were using Sawyer's first generation handsaw.  From the looks of it, it was something like trying to cut a tree down with dental floss.  We might have planned that better.  Once we got it